11-29-2016, 09:34 AM
karsi
Disgust riddles my face as the wires and cogs turn my features, hidden knocks and raps silently working my features. I do not want this place surrounding me. I want to be elsewhere, engulfed in the deeply embraced retributions of passed sins. I want to watch the destruction of society. I crave the erotic seduction of causing and receiving a deliciously hot lick of teeth raked along my skin.
The field bores me and my features relax to reflect so. Since discovering that I can no longer move mountains and part seas, Beqanna has nearly bored me to death. How does this land function without a balance of all life forms? It is very mildly comforting to know that my heart still remains frozen deep in my chest. I do wish to find a place more suiting for myself as I have yet to converse with many horses. None seem to embrace me, love me, fuck me. They want to be my friend...to change the creature I was born but I refuse. The great gods of Beqanna made me in their image and I dare to pursue their malicious desires.
The field bores me and my features relax to reflect so. Since discovering that I can no longer move mountains and part seas, Beqanna has nearly bored me to death. How does this land function without a balance of all life forms? It is very mildly comforting to know that my heart still remains frozen deep in my chest. I do wish to find a place more suiting for myself as I have yet to converse with many horses. None seem to embrace me, love me, fuck me. They want to be my friend...to change the creature I was born but I refuse. The great gods of Beqanna made me in their image and I dare to pursue their malicious desires.
your hips on my jawline
